Su Miaoyan grabbed his shirt hem and lifted it up.
Lu Ting was stunned. "What is this...?"
Su Miaoyan pressed down on his shoulder, and the two switched positions, with Su Miaoyan looking down at him.
Her fair neck was held high, and from Lu Ting's angle, her slightly trembling eyelashes could be clearly seen.
"Don't move, I'll apply the medicine for you."
It's inevitable for soldiers to get injured on missions. After making such a big blunder with Professor Yan and the others today, Su Miaoyan decided not to let the trip be in vain, so she asked Xu Wenshu to write up a prescription and bought some ointment.
Incidentally, I also learned stress-relieving massage techniques from professors who have been doing research at research institutes for many years.
She had planned to experiment with it when Lu Ting returned, but unexpectedly, he came to her doorstep just as she was learning.
Su Miaoyan picked up the ointment on the table, unscrewed the cap, and lowered her head. "Lu Ting, I just finished showering, and the hot water is still hot. Do you want to take a shower first, and then I'll help you?"
Lu Ting answered irrelevantly, "Where did you get this ointment?"
Su Miaoyan looked puzzled, but still answered, "It was prescribed by the military hospital."
Lu Ting gave a soft "hmm," and taking advantage of the moment, got up from the bedside and stood next to her.
A hint of concern appeared in his eyes.
He grabbed her slender, fair wrist and scrutinized her small, delicate face.
In a deep voice, he asked, "You're injured? Where are you injured? How is the wound? Does it hurt? How did you get injured? Was it because of planting trees?!"
A barrage of questions caught Su Miaoyan off guard, like a tight band around her neck. She was stunned for several seconds before realizing that the other person had misunderstood her as being injured.
She gripped his wrist to regain control of the situation.
She shook his arm, a half-smile on her face, her eyes sparkling as she stared at him, "Lu Ting, when did you become so talkative?"
Lu Ting: "I..."
Half of her face turned completely red.
He withdrew his hand, scratched his head sheepishly, and seemed lost in thought.
Su Miaoyan smiled and pretended to be aggrieved, "I was just asking. If you don't want to tell me, then forget it."
After saying that, she turned around and went to get Lu Ting's pajamas.
Lu Ting thought his actions had caused another misunderstanding, so he quickly grabbed her wrist. Su Miaoyan was caught off guard and bumped into the man's firm chest.
The fresh scent of soap wafted over, and Lu Ting felt as if he could hardly breathe. After a moment, his slender fingers tightened slightly, silently trapping the person in his arms.
The man's calloused fingertips, worn smooth by years of training, glided through her silk pajamas as he caressed her slender neck.
Su Miaoyan looked up at the man so close to her and whispered, "Lu Ting, what is this...?"
Before he could finish speaking, he was forcefully thrust into her chest again. Lu Ting put his arm around the woman's waist, rested his chin on her fair and delicate shoulder, and spoke in a deep voice, which was also slightly tired.
"Wife, I miss you."
He said.
Su Miaoyan's mind went blank, and she froze in the man's arms, not daring to move.
What... what's going on here...?
Why the sudden, heartfelt confession?
This made her, the one who had taken the initiative to flirt with him, feel embarrassed.
In both her past and present lives, she had never been in a serious relationship. Faced with such direct words, she stammered, unsure how to react.
I felt my heart pounding in my chest, and my body went limp.
But Lu Ting was no different.
The moment he touched the woman's fair and delicate skin in front of him, a tingling sensation spread from his fingertips throughout his body, making him unable to resist confronting his own feelings.
Over so many days and so much time, whenever the mission reached its most difficult moment, her image would always appear in my mind.
He kept thinking about his feelings for her.
Or perhaps it's about distinguishing between responsibility and love.
But the moment he saw her, Lu Ting had already made up his mind.
Now that they are married, she is his wife, and no matter what happens in the future, he will not divorce her.
He wanted to spend his whole life with her.
So this time he didn't restrain himself or hold back, but spoke out directly.
He didn't want the other party to misunderstand.
He nuzzled her shoulder and whispered, "Honey, don't misunderstand me. I miss you. I don't want to divorce you."
Su Miaoyan's face stiffened. "Oh, okay..."
Lu Ting sat on the bed, and naturally let the person in his arms sit on his lap. He turned to look at her, his eyes burning.
"Honey, I took a shower before I got back."
She washed herself in the river.
Noticing the other person's burning gaze, Su Miaoyan dared not meet his eyes and stammered, "Oh, then, do you want me to apply the medicine for you?"
Lu Ting didn't speak, but instead held her hand and examined it carefully.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that her hands were still as perfect as they had been before she left.
He said in a deep voice, "Okay, thank you, wife."
The man's palms were burning hot, like lava.
Su Miaoyan felt a little awkward, but she still let him hold her hand.
How come she's started flirting while on a mission?
Could it be...?
Was it because of that letter?
Su Miaoyan was enlightened.
Her gaze fell on his chest, and after noticing the bulging in his pocket, she gently pulled her hand away from his and wrapped her arms around his neck.
She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Lu Ting, where did you put the letter I sent you before?"
As she spoke, she subtly took a step to the side, her smooth pajamas riding up slightly to reveal her smooth, fair thighs.
Lu Ting quickly looked away and swiftly grabbed the letter from his pocket.
"Here."
Asking someone is one thing, but seeing them actually take the item out is another.
Seeing that the man was about to open the letter in front of her, Su Miaoyan quickly stopped him, "Lu Ting, there's no need to open it, I just want to ask."
Lu Ting stopped what he was doing, and Su Miaoyan took the letter and quietly placed it on the table.
She spoke softly, "It's fine to have seen it, just leave it there."
Lu Ting nodded.
Su Miaoyan breathed a sigh of relief.
Wearing slippers, she stood up, and without saying a word, unscrewed the cap of the ointment and said, "Let me apply the ointment for you."
Seeing that the other party seemed to be about to refuse, Su Miaoyan quickly said, "Lu Ting, I specially asked Dr. Xu to prescribe this ointment, please don't refuse me, okay?"
Lu Ting was slightly taken aback. This ointment was specially prepared for him?
He felt a warmth in his heart.
Taking advantage of this moment, Su Miaoyan directly lifted his shirt.
Almost the instant I lifted the hem of her clothes, I saw a bleeding wound.
Around the wound were large and small scars that had turned white.
This is……
Lu Ting thought he had frightened her, so he quickly stood up.
He said in a deep voice, "These are just minor injuries, nothing serious. It's getting late, go to sleep."
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